Probably one of the most subversive films I've ever seen. It ended, I was achingly disappointed, and then realized Kelly Reichardt purposefully whizzed the ball right over my head. My hair tingled. I felt it, but I never saw it. If you want the cliffnotes action version, watch the beautiful trailer on repeat.
Um dos melhores westerns que já vi, retrata a aventura da conquista de uma terra nova sem artifícios ou falsos heroísmos. Através de um argumento inteligente e de uma linguagem simples, verdadeira, Reichardt apresenta a solidão essencial a cada indivíduo, sempre dividido entre as suas convicções pessoais, a sua natureza, e a necessidade de se integrar no grupo, na sociedade, e actuar de modo cooperante. Ou conivente?
No tension, no emotional engagement with or between characters. No humanity. The desert setting needed to become a character, given the film’s focus on it, but it’s never utilised creatively. The ending might have been good if I was in any way still invested. Lacks the mystical qualities of great allegorical films and the authenticity of my favourite low key no-narrative films. Only interesting thing is vague subtext
"What does the earth say? I don't know. What does the sky say? I don't know. Who are these people? I have no idea. This still might be just a dream. I'm not sure. If only my brother were here I would have someone to talk to. Brother moon, you're very quiet tonight. You're no help at all." - Meek’s Cutoff’'s Mysterious Indian, Translated, Slate.com
Now this is a film. Beautifully captured, great camera work and astonishing use of colors. You don't feel slow parts because even when the camera wonders there's something meaningful going on; you can see it in the duration of the gestures. It is without a doubt a great cinematic experience and a insightful story. Great ending.
I sort of admire the fact that the most beautiful dialogue in the movie seems to have been presented in such a way as to make it impossible to know whether or not it actually exists: http://www.slate.com/blogs/browbeat/2011/09/20/meek_s_cutoff_s_mysterious_indian_translated.html
I love Kelly Reichardt's other films, but I just wasn't feeling this one. It's supposed to come off as poised and sparse, but instead it felt oblique and average to me. It doesn't help knowing the history of the actual journey. Still, it's not the choice to re-write an epic into a small existential comment that bothers me. It's the fact that it feels formally forced, anemic to a fault and ultimately untrue.
This film appeal to all my sensibilities but i still feel as though in the end the final result is much to shallow. I dive headlong into the slow shots and the environment/geography as character and want to be lost completely. Until it seems the direction goes intentionally out of the way to create anything other then a setting and characters. Perhaps this film continues on in another place, is that the point?